Post by Deleted on Sept 2, 2018 5:55:25 GMT -7
It had been thirty days since little right year old Adrian had been attacked and bitten by the werewolf. His mother was trying not to panic, feeling terrible about the fact that she was taking him to officials to handle his first transformation instead of keeping him at home. But she didn't know if she could watch her son go through this, not yet anyway. They'd always been incredibly close, but he could tell she felt guilty about this. She blamed herself, which he thought was silly.
So, he was dropped off with some people who would give him the wolfsbane and keep him in a secure place. Honestly, he didn't want the potion. He was more curious about how it would be to run wild and all, even if it was a little frightening. But he took it and sat in the room, waiting for the transformation to start...
Then it did. First came the excruciating feeling of his bones expanding and he stood up from his chair, gasping and lifting his hands to the level of his eyes. He saw the fur start to sprout from his skin, a feeling like tiny needles pressing through. He let out a strangled laugh type sound, he was an animal! What a strange sigh- "Ah!" he let out a loud shout, interrupting his thoughts, as his nose suddenly seemed to break as it grew in size. He stumbled back, his back making contact with the cold wall as he bent forward, landing on all fours.
He was full wolf now, and wow. He could see more clearly. He could smell the wizards on the other side of the wall. He could hear so many things, everything. It was then he decided that he could get used to this, and that be wanted nothing more than to run.